Mel Brooks' Spaceballs

Dark Helmet; Lonestar...I am your father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate.
Lonestar; ...what does that make us?
Dark Helmet; Absolutely nothing! Which is what you are about to become!

My favorite Family Guy quotes at the moment

Joe - Lois! im falling pretend im your child!!
Lois - Mmm....
Joe - Not meg! NOT MEG!

Stewie - Its not so much that i want to kill lois...i just dont want her to be alive any more

Stewie - when im though with you your going to hate me more than the other vowels hate Y

Stuntman Mike: Do I frighten you?
[Arlene nods]
Stuntman Mike: Is it my scar?
Arlene: It's your car.

-Grindhouse

Jules: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing.
Vincent: It's not. It's the same ballpark.
Jules: Ain't no fuckin' ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but, you know, touchin' his wife's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her Holiest of Holies, ain't the same fuckin' ballpark, it ain't the same league, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Look, foot massages don't mean shit.
Vincent: Have you ever given a foot massage?
Jules: [scoffs] Don't be tellin' me about foot massages. I'm the foot fuckin' master.
Vincent: Given a lot of 'em?
Jules: Shit yeah. I got my technique down and everything, I don't be ticklin' or nothin'.
Vincent: Would you give a guy a foot massage?
[Jules gives Vincent a long look, realizing he's been set up]
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent: You give them a lot?
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent: You know, I'm getting kinda tired. I could use a foot massage myself.
Jules: Man, you best back off, I'm gittin' a little pissed here.

-Pulp Fiction

Spy Hard

Vernonique; This is crazy...
Dick; Crazy? No...this isn't crazy. Walking down the street with a candle on your head saying "I'm a hamster...I'm a hamster," now thats crazy.

Ooo yeah;

Jote (FF12) - "A seed travels furthest of the roughest winds, where it settles matters little so long as the land is fertile"

I don't think its exact word for word but i thought it was very appropriate at that point in the game

More family guy genious XD

Peter - Iwant you bigger! Fatter!
Lois - PETER!
Peter - *shoves cake in mouth* Shush...it please me

V for vendetta:

V:Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.

I remember spending a day trying to memorize that speech....

Saun of the Dead:

Saun: "pete? Pete?"
Ed: "Why don't you just call him."
Saun: "one, he's pissed off, and two, he might be one of them?"
Ed: "Zombies?"
Saun: "Don't say the Zed word. Pete? Pete?"(Z in like.....some places in Europe I think is called Zed)
Ed: "OY PRICK!"
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Saun: "Where's the car?"
Ed: "I kinda crashed it."
Saun: "It was parked...."
Ed: *shrugs* "Guess we gotta take the Jag, huh?"
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Saun: "Mom, what would you say if I told you that as a child, Phillip touched me."
Mom: *Glares*
Saun: "Ok, that was a lie, and it was wrong...."
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Saun: "Sorry Phil..."
Phil: "What did you do now?"
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Wierd lady(forgot name): "Ok, let's work on our zombie impersonation."
Mom: *stares*
Wierd Lady: "Good, good, perfect"
Mom: "I'm sorry, I was miles away."

V for Vendetta
Evey; Who are you?
V; Who? Who is but the form following the function of "what" and what I am is a man in a mask.
Evey; I can see that.
V; Of course you can. I'm not questioning your powers of observation, I'm merely remarking upon the paradox on asking a masked man who he is.
Evey; ...oh...right then.

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

Raoul: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole multi colored collection of uppers, downers, laughers, screamers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon